Quick Travel: The host guides the villain’s love life

Song Boqin wanted to laugh when he saw him being so obedient, because he was obviously the young master.

"You can refuse if you don't like it, young master." Song Boqin kissed Lin Muan's face and said with a smile.

"No... I don't like it, it's a bit... a bit strange, and it's acceptable." Lin Mu'an stuttered a little, his face was very red, and he felt that the place where Song Boqin kissed him was so hot.

"Then... let me try some other small desserts?" Song Boqin stared at Lin Mu'an, wanting to see his reaction.

Lin Mu'an tilted his head to the side, blushing and pursed his lower lip.

"Then try it." Lin Mu'an stretched out his hand and looked at Song Boqin with a smile.

Song Boqin's heart palpitated violently, he picked up Lin Mu'an and sat face to face.

"There are passion fruit, taro cocoa and strawberry yogurt flavored mousses. Which one do you want, young master?" Song Boqin put his arm around Lin Muan's waist and selected a small dessert with the other hand.

"I don't know... you can see for yourself... which one you want... to try." Lin Mu'an didn't understand what Song Boqin was asking him for. Anyway, he would eat it in the end.

Song Boqin smiled and chose the taro-cocoa flavored mousse.

The taro tastes very sweet, Lin Muan's lips are sweet, and the whole mouth is sweet.

Lin Muan was a little dizzy and felt a little out of breath.

"Young Master...you need to breathe." Song Boqin sighed and hugged Lin Mu'an tightly.

Lin Mu'an leaned limply in Song Boqin's arms, looking very sweet.

Lin Muan gasped for air, gradually slowed down his breathing, and hugged Song Boqin tightly.

Song Boqin looked at Lin Muan's pink cheeks and resisted the urge to take a bite. How could he be so cute?

Lin Muan is very thin and small, and he is really well-behaved.

Song Boqin felt that there was something wrong with him. Lin Muan looked like this before, but now he felt very cute.

Although he knew that he liked Lin Muan, he really looked like a lunatic.

I really want to bully Lin Muan, I really want to make him cry, and then coax him, but I am really stunned.

Lin Muan didn't know what Song Boqin was thinking, but he liked kissing very much.

"Master, do you want to kiss again?" Song Boqin held Lin Muan's face, rubbed it, and kissed Lin Muan's soft lips.

"Huh?" Lin Muan's ears were covered and he was kissed fiercely, and he couldn't hear clearly what Song Boqin said.

Song Boqin stared at Lin Muan with a smile and tried all the other desserts.

Lin Muan was stunned by the kiss, and he was paralyzed and breathing heavily.

Although Song Boqin asked him to breathe, he couldn't. He was always out of breath from being kissed by Song Boqin, so Lin Muan didn't want to kiss him anymore, feeling that he would faint if he kissed her again.

"No... no more, no more kissing." Lin Muan's eyes turned red, and he reached out to push Song Boqin.

"Okay." Song Boqin smiled, took Lin Muan's hand and kissed it, then looked at the desserts on the table, "Do you still want the desserts?"

"Eat later." Lin Muan lay on Song Boqin's lap and turned sideways.

"Young Master doesn't like eating that much. You don't have to eat it." Song Boqin touched Lin Muan's face, slid his hand over Lin Muan's ears, and rubbed behind his ears.

"You picked it." Lin Muan muttered, rubbing against Song Boqin's abdomen.

Song Boqin smiled and stared at Lin Muan.

Lin Muan was stunned as he rubbed it.

"You...are you..." Lin Mu'an was a little angry, so angry that he raised his hand to hit Song Boqin.

Song Boqin caught Lin Muan's hand that hit him and said with a smile: "You can't hit randomly here, or it will be damaged."

Lin Muan frowned and turned away from Song Boqin.

"This is because of the young master. The young master cannot blame me." Song Boqin leaned down, rubbed against Lin Muan's neck, and said warmly.

Lin Muan's face and neck were red, and he couldn't say a word.

According to physiological knowledge, this is a normal situation for men, but if it hits his face, it is really uncomfortable.

Although this was caused by his own involvement, in the final analysis it was all Song Boqin's fault.

"It's your fault." Lin Muan angrily pushed Song Boqin's face away and glared at him.

"Okay, it's my fault, young master, don't give birth." Song Boqin narrowed his eyes and smiled, and kissed Lin Muan's face.

"You're not angry, don't mess with me." Lin Muan pursed his lips and covered his face with his hands.

Seeing him like this, Song Boqin stopped teasing him and sat quietly with him.

After a while, Lin Muan ate the desserts, and then started to listen to the TV sound in Song Boqin's arms.

Apart from taking care of Lin Muan, Song Boqin basically had nothing to do.

As long as Lin Muan had nothing to do and asked him to do it, he would have nothing to do.

"I want to go out and live."

"why?"

Lin Mu'an said this suddenly, Song Boqin had to know the reason.

"There are too many restrictions at home. If you go out to live, I will cooperate with the treatment." Lin Muan moved his toes and hugged his knees.

"I have to ask Mr. Lin whether he agrees with this. I can't make the decision." Song Boqin reached out and pulled Lin Muan's hair and tried to tie him into a ponytail.

With his hair tied up, his fair neck exposed, Song Boqin thought it would be better to let him wear it.

"Then go and talk to him. I don't know how to tell him." Lin Muan leaned back and leaned his head on Song Boqin's shoulder.

Song Boqin stared at Lin Muan's face, stretched out his hand and pinched it.

"I'll tell Mr. Lin later, do you want to go to bed, Master? It's ten o'clock now."

"Just stay a little longer."

Song Boqin said nothing more and watched TV with Lin Muan. After a while, Lin Muan fell asleep at some point.

Song Boqin was about to carry Lin Muan upstairs when Lin Wenbo and several young masters and ladies came back.

"Mr. Lin, I have something to tell you later, is that convenient?" Song Boqin hugged Lin Muan and looked at Lin Wenbo and asked softly.

Lin Wenbo glanced at Lin Muan in Song Boqin's arms and nodded slightly, "In half an hour."

Song Boqin nodded, carried Lin Muan upstairs, washed him and put him on the bed.

I checked the time and saw that there was still a while. I lay with Lin Muan for a while before going to find Lin Wenbo.

Song Boqin stood at the door of Lin Wenbo's study and knocked on the door. He received no response and waited for a few minutes.

Lin Yanchuan and Lin Wenshan came out and looked at Song Boqin.

"Go in." Lin Zhiyu stared at Song Boqin coldly.

Song Boqin smiled gently, nodded slightly, and waited for them to leave before going in.

"Mr. Lin."

"Is there something wrong with Xiao An? Or did you go to the hospital today to check what the doctor said?"

Lin Wenbo put down the document in his hand and looked up at Song Boqin.

"The doctor said that the young master's eyes can still be cured, but the young master said that he wanted to go out to live. If he goes out to live, he will cooperate with the treatment."

After Song Boqin said this, Lin Wenbo remained silent for a long time, staring at Song Boqin with a scrutinizing gaze.

"Is this what Xiao An said or is it your idea?" Lin Wenbo frowned slightly.

He knew the situation of Song Boqin and Lin Muan, but he just kept turning a blind eye.